A paltry wc of 150
Giron paid close attention as Skye talked, eager to learn the details of this new place. He was feeling quite relaxed and wanted to ask her for more details, but was afraid his old detective habits might kick back in and turn a friendly discussion into an interrogation. His curiosity would not let him leave, yet his politeness would not let him question her. In the end, he decided giving her enough room to answer what she wished.
"That is terrible! Did you manage to punish the culprit? Surely there is more of a story to that." Giron asked, though he quickly added, "It seems like it is getting quite late, I won't keep you if you have anywhere else to go."
Having said what he wanted, Giron at up and straightened his trench coat some more, then laid back down, his eyes once more on Skye, eager to listen.
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